Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Feeder

I'm gettin' now
I gotta pry these vices off me that bolt me down
So let the gauge
I fill the pipes of my sink with scotch
the glass out, do my dishes, sweep my spot
I was glossy-eyed smokin weed on my
But nowadays all I really is my family
I found solace, I a gal that don't bite
My heartbeats resembling the sound of pipes
Don't be my dad's senile son
But my momma's death taught me how to treat my
You see, nothing cleanses me a three mile run
It'll help me untangle every I've spun

I am at my new front door
I made a feeder outta beer bottles lying on the floor
I am lookin at my new front
And I am not about to bite another apple core
I am a figure, a father of sorts
Responsible in no time to my fuse short
Still I'm, I'm here
If they wanna love me, fuck 'em
I haven't changed, just got sick of being what I

I be confined by a genre
And ain't a mantra
I just think it's for me to wander
the pomegranate haze
The towns and promenades
Where corporate penpushers choke down their
of romance, Huxters
Avenue performers, balloon twisting
Multi-colored pill-shoveling slimeball shady pool
Discharge outta their car mufflers
My town still breeds deers and foxes
My is scattered all around the house in brown boxes
I am an human, I am a man
That's quite suspicious of plan, you understand.

I am at my new front door
I made a bird feeder outta beer bottles on the floor
I am lookin at my new front
And I am not about to bite poisonous apple core
I am a figure, a father of sorts
in no time to keep my fuse short
Still I'm, I'm right
If don't wanna love me, fuck 'em
I changed, just got sick of being what I wasn't

I understood suicide better than
But it just for me, it's not my cup of tea
I accept the challenge that my demons are presenting
That means being patient with a old
That means I when I'm wrong or we don't make love
And because we break down doesn't mean we break up
And yeah, we got problems, so what
We share a love that's so
(bring the in)
I'm follow those archaic guidlines
Have a family, stay through my lifetime
I'm talkin' oxygen, flow, baseball practice
I yearn for a therapeutic
My dad is 66-years old, he runs miles every other day
What more can I
But are the golden years, friends
I loved my but I would not do them again
Let's begin, it

I am at my new front door
I made a bird feeder beer bottles lying on the floor
I am lookin at my new door
And I am not about to bite poisonous apple core
I am a figure, a figure of sorts
Responsible in no time to keep my fuse
I'm, I'm right here
If they don't wanna me, fuck 'em
I haven't changed, just got sick of being what I